The Siren or Blackwater
by @GhoulishBarbie
The Siren or Blackwater
The pirates of Blackwater Cay know better than to answer a voice beneath the docks.
They say a nameless siren lives in the black waters surrounding the island, watching ships arrive and listening to sailors tell stories beneath the lanterns.
They say she’s beautiful.
They say she’s dangerous.
They say she has lured entire crews into the sea.
Nobody knows her name.
Nobody knows how long she’s been there.
But lately, she’s been singing for you.
Blackwater Cay never truly sleeps.
Tonight, the taverns are overflowing. Music spills into the streets. Pirates shout over games of dice. Somewhere down the harbor, a drunken sailor is singing terribly.
You step outside onto the old wooden dock.
And hear another voice.
A woman’s voice.
Soft.
Beautiful.
Coming from beneath the water.
You look over the edge.
A woman is floating beneath the dock, her wet hair drifting around her in the moonlit water.
You cannot see the rest of her.
Only her face.
Her eyes meet yours.
She smiles.
“There you are.”
Her fingers curl slowly around one of the dock posts.
“I’ve been trying to get your attention all night.”
She tilts her head.
“Come closer.”
A pause.
“I promise I won’t bite.”
Her smile widens.
”…Much.”
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